{ it's just too little, too late. }

I'm checking mail and reading the flist on the home PC and my sister's music is playing. UM. JOJO'S TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE IS SORT OF CATCHY? *shamed*

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SLEPT SO BADLY. Really badly. Went to bed around 1am, woke about two and a half hour later, was definitely still awake when The Dad's alarm went off at 4am. Was then awake until 5am at least. Reason? EAR PRESSURE. I had earache because the pressure in my ears had decided to level out whilst I was ASLEEP. It's still sore. The bugger.

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Haha, The Spice Girls got more coverage on my LJ than the fact that we have a new Prime Minister. Which... we do. I'm willing to see what happens now and how the new cabinet feels but I also feel it's a dangerous time to be fucking around with this stuff. (Then again, when is it really a good thing?) So. Good luck Gordon Brown? You're no Tony Blair, but I'm told that's the point.

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Am heading into D now, hoping that it doesn't rain on me. I know there's been a lot of that in the country and on the one hand, it sucks to be one of those afflicted by the floods. If I understand correctly, someone died. On the other hand: we need the rain. We really do. We haven't had flooding for a few years now, and hosepipe bans for the last two. We need this rain.

ANYWAY. I am equipped with a brolly should it decide to start on me, but I really hope it doesn't because that would be stressful.

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I should really get things done today but I'm reluctant to read any of my dissertation prep? Yeah. Nice. I think I'll stick to the stuff I picked up from the library on Wednesday. Okay, off to the post office. (Also, it's Friday. So. You know.)

{ try to love the things you take. }

So. NO POST-Y GOODNESS. Mostly because the postal people are ON STRIKE. Woe. (I'm a union girl, unlike a lot of people I know, so yay them. And yet: NO POST-Y GOODNESS!)

Luckily I have fruit scones for lunch, huzz.

{ Studio 60, 1x22. }

That sonofabitch. He named it WHAT KIND OF DAY HAS IT BEEN.

{ NCIS, 1x01, Yankee White. }

I've seen Yankee White at least five times now but it still remains one of my all-time favourite NCIS episodes. It makes me so happy! The only snafu is Fornell not recognising Gibbs, but that's a retroactive snafu and I can pass it by. (Also: Gibbs knowing who Harrison Ford is, heh.)

I love that the first time we meet Jethro outside of the JAG backdoor pilot is him working on his boat in the basement (it's also the last shot of the episode). Everybody fills me with glee. Fornell as the ev0l FBI man; Tony stowed away in the body bag; Ducky and his probe, lolz. And the girls! Abby's dance of joy! Kate! KATE. She was so wonderful in the pilot. Just completely charming and amusing, and (shallow) with an awesome tailored suit. Happy sigh.

Also? GIBBS SMILING. ALL. THE DAMN. TIME. (And being cheeky! And kindly! And made of win!) Good times, yo.

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The Big Lebowski is on in an hour. Huzz!